The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1887-05-08
HIS FIRST CIGAR.
TaImage Tells How Deathly Sick 1t
Made Him.

The time had come in my boyhood
which I thought emanded OF me ca.
n.city to smoke. The old people of the
household could abide neither the sight
nor the smell of the Virginia weed
Wnen ministers came there, not by po-
si.ive ii junction, but. by a sort of
Instinct as to what would be safest, they
whitfield their pipe on the back steps. If
the house could not stand sanctifed
smoke, it may be imagined how little
chance there was for adolescent cigar
putting.
By some rare good fortune which put
in nv hands cents, [ found access to
tobacco store. As the lid of the long,
narrow, fragrant box opened, and for the
first time | owned a cigar, my feelings
of elation, manliness, superiority, and
anticipation IN scarcely be imagined,
save by those VINO have had the same
sensation. When [ put the cigar to my
lips. and stuck lhe lucifer-match TO the
end of the W. ed, and commenced to puff
with an energy that brought every
facial muscle to its utmost tension, my
satisfaction with this world was so great
my temptation was never TO want to
leave it.
The cigar did not burn well. 1t re-
Qnired an amount OF suction that tasked
my deter min alion to the utmost. You
see that my worldly means had limited
he to a quality that cost only cents.
But | had been taught that nothing
great was accomplished without effort,
and so l pulled away. Indeed. had
heard my older brothers in their Latin
lessons say, OMAHA vi"cit labor; which
translated means, if you want to make
anything go, you must scratch for it.
Wlth these sentiments, passed down
the village street, and out toward my
country home. Ny head did not feel
exactly right, and the street began to
rock from side to side so that it became
rather uncertain to me which side of the
street was on. So crossed over, but
found myself on the same side that I
was OH before crossed over. Indeed. l
imagined that was ON beth sides at the
same time, and several fast teams were
driving between. l met another boy,
who asked me why looked so pale,
and l told him L did not look pale, but
that he was pale lnseif. After some
further walking, l sat down under the
bridge near my house and began to re-
fleet on the prospect of early decesse,
and on the uncertainty of all earthly
expectations. 1 had determined to
smoke the cigar all up. and thus get the
full worth of my money, but was finslly
obliged to throw three-fourths of it
away. knew, however, exactly where
l threw it, in case l should feel better
the next day.
Getting home, the old people were
frightened, and demanded of me an ex-
PLANTATION Of my absence and the rather
whiteish color of my complexion. Not
feeling that was called to 60 into par
ticulars, and not wishing to increase my
parents apprehension that was going
to turn ont badly, 1 summed up the case
with the statement that felt miserable
at the pit of the stomach, Mustard
plasters were Immediately administered,
and 1 received careful watching for
some hours. Finally, fell asleep, and
forgot my disappointment and humilia-
ton in being obliged to throw away
three-fourths of my first cigar.-T. De
Witt Tslmage in Brooklyn Magazine.